Chapter Four - Nix

"Still pissed off?" Rylee asked me as I sat down at our lunch table. Wade, Rory, and Liam were there too, and they nodded at me, smirking. Apparently they knew something I didn't.

"I'm peppy. Will you tell me what the fuck happened yesterday?" I questionly demanded from them. I was tired of the games and I was tired of being evaded. Kace's jump from me when I had touched him set me off. Originally, I thought he was different. When he saw me approach him, he was nervous, but I didn't think he was scared. But, like everyone else, he was afraid of me.

Rylee just laughed. "Sure, princess. Calm down, will you? It's not that bad," he said, but his voice sounded off.

"Not that bad?" I questioned. "Please fucking explain, 'not that bad'."

Wade spoke up this time saying, "Well for starters, you got totally wasted."

"I second that," Rylee said, grinning widely. "I wish I would of video-taped you. You stole all the eggs out of the fridge and threatened anyone who tried to steal them. The whole fucking time you sat on the couch cradling eggs- well for the most part."

They all started laughing from the memory, and their laugh was contagious. It sounded a lot like something I would do, and soon I was almost in tears. Liam and Rory kept adding details as we laughed, keeping us from stopping. Wade told me a little about what the others did too. They denied it of course, but it was still hilarious.

However, they all suddenly got really quiet, and stared at something behind me. I was about to ask them what it was, when Olivia appeared in my lap. "Hi Nix," she said, innocently, smiling.

"What the hell do you want?" I said, unable to hide my disgust. I have hated this girl since the first day I met her, but she wouldn't leave me alone. "And get your ass off of me."

"That's so mean," she said pouting. I was aware that her fingers were tracing down my abs, but I ignored it in hopes of getting her to leave sooner. "Did you not tell him?" she asked, this time to Rylee and the others.

I glared at them, and they avoided my gaze, so I turned back to her. "Tell me what, Olivia?"

"Just about yesterday," she said no longer pouting, but grinning as she bit her bottom lip. "I was really happy you know…"

No, no, no, no. That did not happen. "You're lying," I said to her coldly.

"They all saw it, it's true," she answered, gesturing to the others. They nodded hesitantly, and Rylee muttered an apology. "You said you loved me. Aren't we together now?"

I rolled my eyes. "I know I did not say that, and even if I did, I was fucking drunk. I have no feelings for you- I don't even remember this."

Olivia looked hurt, and I watched as tears welled up in her eyes. It was fake though- there was nothing real about this bitch. "Just let me kiss you? Maybe then you'll feel something."

I sighed. "Will you leave me alone if I let you?" I asked and she nodded and bit her lip again. "Fine then, go."

She then leaned into me, her hand moving up to my chest as her lips pressed mine. I kissed back a little to make her satisfied, and she took the chance to kiss me deeper, and slower. As I was about to pull away and as how long she planned to do this, I felt her tongue at my lips. The shiver I felt was a disgusted one and I resisted from pushing her off of me. It'll all be over soon, I reminded myself.

Suddenly, there was a commotion that broke us apart, and I looked over to see a kid leaned over the trash can. A few other kids rushed over to him as he puked, and everyone at my table started to laugh. I couldn't find the humor yet though- it was always funny to see someone puke over lunch food, but this kid looked oddly familiar… It was only when he raised his head that I realized it was Kace.

Pushing Olivia off of me, I stood and walked over to him, only to be greeted with a crowd teachers and students. Kace was on the floor now, and I could see that his body was shaking. A teacher and a kid from my first period tried to help him up, but the instant they touched him, he yelled at them to go away. "Don't touch me!" he yelled, and I was reminded of when he said the same to me.

I didn't try to move through the crowd; I knew I wouldn't make it, so I just waited and watched. After a moment, a teacher pushed the crowd back, and Kace got up on his own. For a moment, I thought that Kace might have seen me as his eyes moved cross the crowd until they froze in my direction, but I couldn't be sure. Then, with his head down, Kace, a teacher, and the same kid from before walked to the office.

The crowd broke apart; some in whispers while others laughed. I went back to my own table where Liam had entered the others in some kind of private joke- they all went silent when they saw me, and Olivia was nowhere to be seen. "I'm going to the office," I said, and picked up my tray. It was heavy with my uneaten food, but I didn't feel like eating now.

Rylee looked confused, but he didn't say anything but "see ya later." The others nodded and I slowly threw away my tray and made my way into the hallway. I had a plan, and I wanted Kace to already be in the office once I got there.

I took the long way around, hoping to cause some distance. Kace was shaking and he wasn't allowing anyone to help him, so it would take them awhile to get there. However, my curiosity was causing me to walk faster than I wanted. Why did Kace throw up? And why won't he let anyone touch him? I want- no, I needed answers. If I didn't find out, I knew that the thought would bother me to no end. I fucking hate this part of me…

When I finally made it to the office, I could see the teacher walking Kace into the door. The other kid tried to walk in as well, but as I already figured, the teacher stopped him at the door. Waiting until Kace and the teacher were out of sight, I crept closer to the other kid, careful to make sure he didn't see me- he'd probably run. However, he was pacing and he was too nervous to notice me coming up behind him. When I was close enough, I quickly grabbed him and pulled him back into an empty hallway, covering his mouth so he couldn't scream.

"What the heck?!" he yelled when I let him go, and his eyes went wide when he realized who I was. "W-what do you want?"

"Tell me about him," I demanded, and when he looked confused I added, "Tell me about Kace. Why did he puke?"

The kid narrowed his eyes at me. "Why should I tell you?"

I sighed and thought for a moment. "You're… Arian," I said, struggling to remember his name. "You're the one who electrified Wade's chair at the first of the semester. I don't think he'll be very happy when he finds out he beat the shit out of the wrong guy."

Arian's eyes widened again, and he shook his head. "No… Please don't tell him," he whimpered, and for a moment I felt sorry for him. Wade was okay most of the time, but he had a temper. When he got angry, no one could stop him, and he was very very creative. The threat was intense- I had seen Arian rig Wade's chair to shock him when he sat down, and I had also witnessed the beating he gave to an innocent kid because he couldn't find the one who was really responsible. I didn't tell Wade what I saw simply because he never asked me, and now I was glad that I didn't.

"I will tell him if you don't spill it," I warned, and after a moment, Arian gave in.

Hesitantly, Arian started telling me about when they were younger. He said Kace and he knew each since kindergarten, and that he was completely normal. To prove it, he started to go into detail of what they used to do together, but after three trips to the park, I told him to move on. Continuing, Arian told me about school a few years before I transferred in, and how Kace was normal then too. Kace made average grades and made a fair amount of friends. He complained about his parents being to controlling like every other child did, and it didn't seem like he had any issues to Arian.

But then, Arian explained, Kace disappeared for three months. When Arian called or went over to his house, there was no answer, not even from Kace's parents. Arian worried about what to do, but he couldn't think of anything, so he just waited. Then, after the three months passed, Kace showed up again, but he was different.

I asked how Kace was 'different' and Arian slowly began to explain.

"He just didn't seem himself. It was like someone took Kace away and left us with an empty shell," Arian said sadly. "There were physical signs too. He had these weird scars I've never seen before and he started to become really tired. Then out of nowhere, he started throwing fits."

Arian then started to describe an event that I had actually already heard of several times before. When I first moved to the school, there were stories about a kid who had fits every time someone got near him. One day, it just became such a problem that his parents took him home. I had never seen the kid or heard his name, but now that Arian was describing it to me, it made sense.

"I'm glad he's back now, though. He's not exactly like he was before but he seems better," Arian explained. His tone lifted a little when he talked about Kace now, and I envied Kace for his friend. "That thing at lunch wasn't even close to what he used to do."

"What happened to him during the three months he was gone?" I asked.

Arian shrugged. "He never told me, and I never asked. Well, I did, once. Kace just said he didn't want to talk about it."

"So why did he throw up?"

Suddenly, Arian's face went pale. "P-please don't be mad but… We were talking about how Olivia wanted to have sex with you. I mean she's been after you since forever, and you guys were just making out. I guess Kace heard and saw and it brung back some kind of memory to make him puke…"

I sighed and rolled my eyes, but I didn't push further. My mind was spinning with more questions than I had to being with and I couldn't focus. "You won't tell Wade, right?" Arian asked me, and I answered in a vague response and pushed past him.

Once outside, I texted Rylee to tell him I was heading home. His reply was something sarcastic about how I had two more classes left- I ignored it.

The walk home didn't help me clear my mind as much as I thought it would. I understood some things; Kace was afraid of being touched, and that something happened during the three months he didn't show up at school to start it. But I didn't what that was or why this was happening. I didn't even know why I cared so much. Part of me just didn't give a shit, but the rest of me was relieved. Kace jumped away from me because I touched him, not because he was afraid. Jesus, I'm such a fucking girl sometimes.

When I finally made it home I saw that the car was gone and the door to my mom's room was open, which meant no one was home. Tired from all the questions and events from one day, I threw myself on my bed and closed my eyes. Had it really been just a few hours? This one day felt like a whole year.

Suddenly I became uncomfortable. I tried to ignore the feeling but the more I thought, the stronger it got. My jeans felt tight and I had the sudden urge to relieve myself, but it didn't make sense- why was I hard?

Forgetting my confusion, I undid my jeans, turned over on my side, and began to touch myself. The pleasure I got from the feeling cleared my mind of everything as I focused on my lower body. As the feeling intensified, I closed my eyes and allowed myself to groan. I stroked faster and let the feeling build up, thinking through a scenario in my head. Building up more, the pleasure climaxed, and I groaned once more as my hand became wet.

Panting, I rolled over on my back and stared up at my ceiling at a loss. Nothing made sense anymore and I was to the point of not caring. It had only been a few hours, but Kace had already destroyed my world.